Nobody ever stopped him in the street to say, with gladsome looks, "My dear Scrooge, how are you? When will you come to see me?" No beggars implored him to bestow a trifle, no children asked him what it was o'clock, no man or woman ever once in all his life inquired the way to such and such a place, of Scrooge.... But what did Scrooge care? It was the very thing be liked. On a cold, blustery Christmas Eve, Ebenezer Scrooge toils in his countinghouse, unable to give a kind word to a single soul. He cares nothing for the spirit of giving, shouting "Bah!" and "Humbug!" at the very mention of the holiday. But four ghostly visitors come to show him a different way, opening Scrooge's heart to kindness and charity, fraternity and goodwill -- a lesson he takes to Christmas and beyond.
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